I!

In reality, it is a very general synonym! I can be me! You can also call me! Of course, he can also be called me! In general, everything in the world is me!

Of course, everything in the world is inseparable from one word in the end! a very, very interesting, very, very esoteric, very, very mysterious!

Philosophy!

That's right, that's one word!

So some people say!

I am the Way!

What is the Tao?

Like a flower like a mist! Like you and me! Everything is its shadow!

If that's the case!

I am you, you are like me, he can be me!

So who am I?

Now standing in the cold rain, Han Yan has a cold face and cold eyes, with two lines on his face that I don't know if it is rain or jade, coldly raising his head and looking at the dark night sky, letting the ice rain pump on that cold face, coldly silent, just staring coldly with such a cold face and cold eyes!

The ground is blood-red, and the corpses are piled up like a mountain!

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What's wrong?

Excuse me! Let's jump over there!

Wouldn't it be a little better to jump to that day of good weather, that good weather to go to see grandma humming a little song?

Everything in front of me is still so familiar, still so beautiful, and still so vibrant, there is a genius Han Fei at the door, a wanderer who has been away from home for a long time, and his heart is full of bangbang!

Behind the door is a kind grandmother, her face is full of kind smiles, even the wrinkles on her face are different kinds of brightness, different kinds of beauty, different kind of people are soft and intoxicated, when grandma you!

My heart is broken!

One place at a time!

Separated is the eternal family affection between you and me!

One before and one after!

There are two different lives without regrets!

Allow me!

Allow me to stop in this moment! to stop in this moment of all evil! to stop in this moment of hope!

Han Fei, who was standing outside the door, trembled, holding up his slightly pale left hand, and his slender middle finger trembled slightly, gently and softly buckled on the somewhat old mottled door, and also pounded heavily on my heart!

The kind grandmother behind the door stood up tremblingly, her wrinkled face instantly bloomed a lotus glass flower, and the corners of her mouth hung with a satisfied smile, perhaps with a trace of indescribable spoiling!

Are you finally willing to give up wandering and return to this hometown of autumn flowers?

Friends!

Don't be fooled by false appearances!

You have to know what I'm going to write today!

I'm going to be a demon!